After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 100

[Chapter 100 Little Supernatural Powers]

I came across by accident and bumped into you by accident.

Zheng Wan tasted these words, only to think that this person is really boring, and always likes to emphasize that she has no intentions of herself, but who would misunderstand, will the future ruthless Taoist change his ambition because of her small accident?

She smiled indifferently, and then asked:

“Since the True Monarch is out of the gate, when will he be able to get rid of the Gu?”

Cui Wang was stunned:

“You waited here on purpose, just to ask this gentleman, when will I be relieved?”

“That’s natural.”

Zheng Wan said as a matter of course, “Besides this, between me and the True Monarch, is there anything else to say?”

The night is lacquered, and the moon is bright.

Cui Wang looked down at her, the bright moonlight fell on her pure white face, long eyelashes, slightly curved cherry lips, and a light coolness appeared in the glistening eyes, as if standing in front of her, It’s a breath of fresh air.

She didn’t seem to care at all.

A cold, but seemingly mixed with some other gas that was too intense for him, drowned him from the bottom up.

Cui Wang stared at the front fixedly, a pillar was erected at the corner of the eaves, and there was a shadow under the pillar.

“There really isn’t much to say.”

He said slowly.

“That’s it.” Zheng Wan said with a smile, “I hope that the true monarch will break through the magic realm as soon as possible and release you and me from the bondage.”

“Bound?”

Cui Wang snorted, “I’m afraid I will disappoint the real person, you and I can’t solve the Gu for the time being.”

“Why?”

Zheng Wan clearly remembered that there was no bottleneck before the Wonderful Law Realm.

According to the speed of Cui Wang’s cultivation, at most two years, she will be able to completely get rid of the emotion.

Zheng Wan’s astonished eyes fell on the pale and thin face of the moonlight. Even those pupils were as black as thick ink, and they were as cold as water.

“I guess… Zheng Zhenren has risen to the realm of jade, and his practice should change.”

“How do you know?”

Zheng Wan’s eyes widened instantly.

Cui Wang put his arms on his back and said lightly:

“If Zheng Zhenren has time, you might as well go to the third floor of the Jingyao Hall on the ground floor of the Office to have a look. There is a huge volume of smoke, and there is a column of biographies of all the great figures in the Xuancang Realm since the beginning of time. You may get something.”

“in this way.”

Zheng Wan nodded, and made up her mind to wait until tomorrow when she was free to look at it. The Book Collection Pavilion of this sect has always praised the founder of the sect, but has never seen his life. Take some crooked ways.

In Cui Wang’s silence, she took the lead and walked a distance. As if thinking of something, she threw something over without looking back. Cui Wang took it and found that it was a simple jade crown.

Made of white jade, there is a row of small swords engraved under the crown. If you look closely, you will find that a small sword is a miniature formation. Counting them one by one, there are exactly nine, end to end.

Ninety-nine to one.

This can already be regarded as an intermediate-level profound weapon.

Even in Cui Wang’s eyes, this thing is not worth mentioning, but it still takes six or seven high-level primordial stones, with the number Zheng Wan has on hand…

Cui Wang raised his head, only to hear a voice from the figure of Lingna, who was about to sink into the night:

“This is the birthday of the true monarch. I prepared a little gadget in advance, but I missed it, but I can’t give it to others…”

She turned around, her eyes sparkling like lake water.

“It’s more than two months late,” Zheng Wan raised her hands in front of her forehead and bowed deeply, “Zheng Wan is here, I wish you a long life.”

What she did was the etiquette of the mortal world.

Twenty is the realm of men, and after twenty birthdays, it represents wearing a crown, standing, and adulthood.

This is an extremely important day for any son of an aristocratic family born in the mortal world. On this day, the elders will be crowned, the parents will praise, and the friends will support each other.

But Cui Wang did not have it.

“gone.”

After Zheng Wan saluted, she waved her hand indifferently, and disappeared into this long and lonely street.

Cui Wang stood quietly.

The fingertips slid across the lustrous surface of the jade crown, and found a word “Cui” written in gold lacquer in the inner circle.

And the words, he has rubbed countless times in the Zeng Fan human world, the silver hook and iron painting, the force penetrates the back of the paper.

Who ever told him that a person’s childhood, no matter the years and the changes in the past, will always become an imprint that cannot be erased in that person’s life.

Not so.

Cui Wang thought to himself—

In fact, he did not at all desire that someone touch his head, applaud him, and crown him.

But it was as if a hand was gently stretched out from the dark, and this hand quietly fiddled with the strings, causing the ripples to spread layer by layer until the heart was numb and hot.

Cui Wang held the jade crown and stood until the east was white. The first bell in Fengwu City rang, the small vendors were carrying the burdens, and the chimneys began to curl up, and then he suddenly woke up.

Waking up, but laughing:

“It’s really crazy.”

He threw the jade crown into the storage bag at will, and no longer had any interest in admiring the rising sun, he tore open the space, stepped in, and returned to the ruins. When the sword boy standing in front of the cave saw him coming, he hurriedly nodded:

“Meet Your Majesty.”

Cui Wang made a “uh” and stepped into the cave.

Jiantong scratched his head: Why does Zhenjun seem to be in a particularly bad mood today?

Cui Wang entered the cave, pushed aside the long case with a flick of his sleeve, and stood for a long time in front of the long tapestry under the case. When the ancestor thought he would not move, he leaned down, picked up the tapestry, and tossed it aside.

Inspired by the sword qi, a bluestone slab of Nuo Da was lifted out.

The old ancestor watched as the soil on the ground was dug up again, all the way down several dozen meters to the end, and couldn’t help but said: “Cub, you are like this… if you dig, you have to fill it up, and you have to dig it up, why? Groundhog? what?”

Cui Wang kept silent, carrying a box up with energy, the familiar pattern of begonia flowers and branches, he looked at it for a while, and then opened it.

There were two sword spikes lying side by side in the box, the red one had faded a bit, while the white one was still like snow. Next to Jian Sui, there is an unremarkable porcelain bowl, a blue-and-white porcelain pattern that can be seen everywhere in the market.

He called out the jade crown from the storage bag, rubbed his fingertips from the first small sword to the last, until it landed on the word “Cui”, and finally put it in.

The small jade crown fell into the porcelain bowl and made a crisp “ding dong”.

Cui Wang stretched out his hand to cover the box cover, and the box cover and the box body made a light “click”, which spread far and wide.

The old ancestor noticed that his fingertips that covered the lid were slightly trembling, and his nose was inexplicably sour.

“Cub, you are…” Why bother.

Cui Wang put the talisman paper on, put the box back again, and the long sword dug a few more layers down before covering the soil layer by layer. The small shovel of the plant covered the soil back little by little.

As the last layer of soil was covered, the light in his eyes also went out.

“Old Ancestor,” Cui Wang said in a hoarse voice, “The old man of the Zong family was occasionally dyed with five stone powder, and his temperament was dry and hot, so how did he quit in the end?”

“I don’t know.”

“Don’t smell, don’t look, don’t read, don’t be distracted.”

The old ancestor closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, recited “Amitabha Buddha”, and then opened it:

“You fucking fart!”

Cui Wang didn’t return, he walked out with his sleeves, leaving the old ancestor shouting in his ear:

“Your ancestor, I only know that there is wine today, and now there is a sister who is drunk. She is false and false, and I will be false and false. How can there be so much nonsense.”

“If you want me to say, you and your mother are really exactly the same axis.”

Cui Wang pursed his lips, but listened to the ancestors continue:

“Why, do you want to say something different?”

“Old Ancestor, there is no chance of a new life, and a monk is only one lifetime. How do you know that my choice at this moment is not wrong? How do you know that if I choose another, it must be right?”

The grandfather was speechless.

He watched Cui Wang go to the forbidden area of Wuwang Peak.

“Xiao Wangwang, do you really want to close down?”

Although he said he was going to close down before, he was only closed in his own cave, and he could leave when he wanted to. However, if he went to Wuwang Peak, there was an ice and snow cage there.

Say ten years, one day is not enough.

When the gatekeeper of the forbidden area saw him coming, he bowed:

“Really well.”

Cui Wang gave a “hmm”, flashed his identity jade card, and lost ten high-level primordial stones: “In the fairy world, ten years.”

“Xiao Wangwang, do you want to use two years against ten years?”

The gatekeeper took a photo of him with a bronze mirror, confirmed that it was correct, took the primeval stone, and gave out an auspicious cloud card: “True Monarch, please.”

Cui Wang flicked his sleeves into the ice and snow cage:

“Excluding the middle ones, to be exact, less than half a year.”

Cage open, cage closed.

The gatekeeper glanced in and saw only the corner of the robe that the black-clothed Jianxiu had disappeared behind the ice and snow pass. He struck the bell and rang out, and after a while, Daojun Tianhe and Zongzhang came together. , the two looked faint.

One said:

“Liwei is afraid that he is deeply disturbed, so he uses foreign objects.”

Another said:

“Tianhe, what if Ruthless Dao is trapped in love…”

“When Ben Lei Xianjun Lin ascends, he still lives and dies and the Tao disappears. If the obsession is not eliminated, it is in danger.”

“Forget it, let’s go.”

The gatekeeper watched the two silently approaching from the door, and then walked away together. He touched the back of his head inexplicably, thinking: Could it be that True Monarch Liwei has gone wrong in his practice, why Zongzhang and Daojun Tianhe are all suffering Qiu Shen?

——

There are two flowers, one on each side.

Cui Wang went to the ice and snow cage to retreat, and Zheng Wan had already found the shopkeeper surnamed Bai with the order paper given by the fat monk.

This shopkeeper surnamed Bai is a thin and shriveled old woman. In the late stage of Zhiweijing, her hair is gray and her face is covered with gray spots. From her appearance, she looks like a pair of exhausted oil and lights. .

When I saw her coming, I just opened my eyelids lazily, but looked at her with a strange look:

“Yuqingmen?”

Zheng Wan nodded obediently:

“Yes.”

“Which peak is under the gate?”

“Zixiu Peak.”

The old lady’s eyes opened a little, and Zheng Wan only realized that if the gray spots all over the place and the thin face were removed, the white shopkeeper actually had a pair of beautiful eyes.

Her eyes were cloudy due to the years, but when she looked hard at people, she could still vaguely see the original appearance.

“Sure is a beauty.”

Shopkeeper Bai sighed faintly, she lay down on the rattan chair behind her, the sunlight fell through the shadows of the whirling trees, and shone on her no longer beautiful face, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles loosened.

She closed her eyes and seemed tired:

“Go ahead and tell the chef, you can do it if you like it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t do anything. I am a mere idler, and I can afford Yuzhenlou.”

Zheng Wan followed the acting shopkeeper of Yuzhen Building and went to the front hall.

The shopkeeper’s surname is Li, and he is also a Jade Chengjing practitioner.

But Zheng Wan had seen him successfully send a cultivator who came to make trouble out of the house with both hard and soft skills, and knew that this person was definitely different.

“Zheng Zhenzhen really wants to serve dishes in my Yuzhen Building?”

Shopkeeper Li Dai glanced at the fourth-order robe on the young female nun’s body, the cherry pink long skirt, and the slender fingers. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem like she can run the hall.

What’s more, he also recognized that this person had been in the Canglan newspaper several times two months ago, and had such a profound friendship with that person who was admired by everyone.

“nature.”

Zheng Wan smiled at him.

After all, the shopkeeper was a man, or a young and powerful man. Seeing the female cultivator smiling at him, he couldn’t help but glance at him, thinking that he has such a color. Fascinated by color.

Can call the saint down to earth.

The shopkeeper murmured under his skin, but his face was still attentive:

“It’s not impossible, it’s just… This trip is complicated and trivial, and most of them are done by rough people. I’m afraid it will make Zheng Zhenren tired.”

Zheng Wan looked at the second shop assistants flying all over the front hall. They were all gray and covered with a white towel on their shoulders. They were sweating like pulp. Not white, with yellow sweat stains…

“Mother-in-law Jin, do I really want to do this?”

If she told her three senior sisters to see it, she would die of laughter.

Zheng Wan flattened her mouth.

Yuzhen Building is the largest restaurant in Fengwu City. Although the people of Yuqing and Guixu have no primeval stones in their pockets, they occasionally come to have fun——

In the past, Zheng Wan didn’t care about the mood of the second shopkeeper, but when she saw it, she couldn’t stand it.

Granny Jin also sighed, not to mention Zheng Wan herself, she was reluctant to let her watch this cute little doll like a gray mouse being called out in this restaurant.

At this moment, the round-faced cultivator who had only met at the department office hurriedly came in from outside the Yuzhen Building, his eyes lit up when he saw Zheng Wan, and he made a move from the shopkeeper of the dynasty.

The shopkeeper on behalf of him immediately greeted him eagerly:

“Rare guest, rare guest. The real monarch comes to my Yuzhen Building, my Yuzhen Building is really full of brilliance.”

“I didn’t call you, I called her.”

The round-faced monk pointed at Zheng Wan.

Zheng Wan walked over with a smile.

“Isn’t Zheng Zhen going to work in this Yuzhen Building?”

The round-faced cultivator softened his expression, and said to the shopkeeper, “Just right, I want the private room upstairs, so let Zheng Zhenren serve in my private room.”

“It’s done, it’s done.”

The shopkeeper on behalf of Zheng Wan was in a dilemma about arranging. If he really let this delicate female cultivator do rough work, it would be fine for a while.

“Zheng Zhenzhen thinks it’s good? The guests of the elegant room are generally generous, and they have few things to do…”

Zheng Wan followed the two upstairs, and her eyes lit up when she heard the shopkeeper on behalf of him saying that he was generous. This is the method of stopping desire. If the ingredients are ordinary, the speed of cultivation will not be fast.

As for high-end Yuanshi, all of them are delicious and delicious. If you just stay in the private room and sing the dishes, you don’t need to be full of marinade. Second, you can use the private room. What you order must be a high-end yuan food.

“become.”

The round-faced cultivator listened with a smile, touched his chin, which was not there, and went straight to the whirling hall on the second floor.

“I just came to taste the delicious food of Yuzhen Building today. Zheng Zhenren, I ordered a sixth-order snow dragon fish, a fifth-order fruit and fruit beast, and a fifth-order white jade dragon beard soup.”

Zheng Wan listened and couldn’t help crying out for the Yuanshi in his pocket.

She had just looked at the menu. The sixth-order snow dragon fish needs three upper-order primeval stones, the fifth-order fruit beast needs one upper-level primeval stone, and the white jade dragon beard soup also requires ninety-nine middle-level primeval stones.

A meal that cost her two months of hard work.

“Sir, wait a moment.”

Zheng Wan was blessed with a blessed body and went out with a smile to sing Bucai.

As soon as the person left, the round-faced cultivator solemnly said to the shopkeeper who was waiting beside him:

“This is not a thing in the pool. She is the new leader of the Yuqing Sect’s Black Iron Order. Xiao Li, let’s make a bright spot, don’t offend anyone. In the future, whatever Zheng Zhenren wants to do in Yuzhen Building, you can do it. It’s convenient. If there is any loss, it is natural to ask this gentleman to discuss it.”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and pointed in the direction of Guixu Gate:

“But that one?”

“I don’t know much about this matter. The one who entered the ice and snow cage to retreat, before the retreat, only entrusted this one thing.” The round-faced monk bowed his hands to the sky, “If it wasn’t for the rescue of the one who returned to the field back then. , I am afraid that this gentleman and his relatives have already become a pile of loess, and I will naturally do my best to entrust the matter.”

Zheng Wan stayed like this in Yuzhen Building.

At first I was a little awkward when I sang the trumpet, but gradually I became very comfortable.

Under the momentum of the shopkeeper, the guests who came to Yuzhen Building knew that there was an extremely beautiful running hall in Yuzhen Building. Set it up for an hour and let the hall smell it and watch it.

Of course, it wasn’t without the daring guests who came to provoke and even flirt with their reputation after hearing about their reputation, but all these guests were finally succumbed to this “running hall”.

The reputation of Yuqingmen’s “Jade Beauty” spread like wildfire, and with her strange hobbies and peerless appearance, it occupied an extremely large space in the Canglan newspaper.

Three years passed in a flash.

When Zheng Yu could run and dance and shout “sister” to Zheng Wan, Zheng Wan successfully entered the middle stage of Yucheng Realm, and obtained a small supernatural power:

Blue sky flashes.

Qingkong Flash is naturally a step worse than the tearing space of the Miaofajinghui, and Zheng Wan’s Yuan force is only enough to use it three times in a row, but if the other party is in her illusion, she will be surprised. Jumping behind the opponent, one blow is enough to kill.

When Zheng Wan cultivated Qingkongshan to perfection, the secret realm of Blackwater opened.