Shading the sky: About my reincarnation as the emperor's son

Chapter 110 Communication

This is a quiet courtyard, and it can be seen that it has been carefully arranged. There are bamboo forests, and the bamboo joints are as white as jade. The leaves are dotted with blood stains, shaped like teardrops. It is actually the rare Blood and Tears Polygonatum in the world.Spiritual bamboo, which is extremely rare in the outside world, can be seen everywhere here, which can be called a big deal.

Today's Immortal City is full of spiritual energy. The ancient ancestor king used great magic power to move many dragon veins, and the masters arranged it to turn the divine city into a pure land for cultivation.

The Prince of Heaven walked gently on the path in the forest. The breeze blew and the bamboo leaves rustled, exuding a large amount of spiritual energy.

There is a beautiful picture in front of me. In front of a bamboo house near the lake, a woman as beautiful as water is playing the piano. The sound of the piano is tinkling, the ancient trees are green, the blue waves are like mirrors, the auspicious colors are lingering, and the mist is steaming. This place is like a fairyland.

Yang Yi is dressed in a white dress, which makes her look more and more flawless, like a hibiscus coming out of clear water, which is naturally carved.It's just that her beautiful face is expressionless, and her pair of beautiful eyes are like ancient wells.It seems that the soul has long since left, leaving only a beautiful body.

The two ancient girls, one on the left and one on the right, were not only arranged to serve her, but also to monitor her, fearing that she would get distracted and commit suicide.Seeing His Highness arriving, he smiled and bowed.

Yang Yi obviously also saw the Emperor, with a look of hatred and disgust on his face, but said nothing.

"Speaking of which, you and I are half the same sect." The Emperor walked up behind Yang Yi and spoke first.

"Kill or behead him as you please, why bother talking." Yang Yi scolded him coldly.

"I know why you hate me, but with Zhang Tianshi's appearance, do you really think you are still alive?" The Emperor sneered.

"No matter what he becomes, he will always be in my heart."

"I did kill him, but why do you hate me? Can't you just treat him as being taken away by a catastrophe?" the Emperor smiled.

"Shameless!" Yang Yi spat out two words coldly.

The Emperor didn't think much about it at first, but when he heard her say the word "shameless", his heart moved. He took a step forward and put his hands on her shoulders.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Yi blushed, a little panicked.She has been under a lot of restrictions now, and she has no power to resist.

The Emperor blew a breath into her ear: "If you really hate me, you have to live longer. I will help you and make you hate me even more." After that, he hugged her whole body. He got up and walked towards the bamboo house not far away.

"Asshole, beast, beast, you..." Yang Yi's cry and curses came out, but it quickly changed...

"Your Highness is really as charming as the rumors say!" A maid from the ancient tribe smiled and said, "But he seems to have a special taste. What's so good about a human woman?"

"Are you sore? Because you are covered in scales!"

……

After the passion, the Emperor also felt a little regretful. Did he go too far?But severe cases require strong medicine, and he has to give Yang Yi a reason to live until she can figure it out on her own.

"Do you still hate me?" The Emperor gently stroked Yang Yi's proud snow peak. Yang Yi was filled with shame and anger, and slapped her.

The Emperor caught her wrist easily, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "It's okay to hate me. If you want to kill me, you have to live longer. Why don't you give birth to a little phoenix for me first?" ”

"shameless!"

"Zhang Lin is a coward. It's not like Yaochi has decided that the saint can't get married. He really loves you, so why don't you go for it? It's better to get married and have children by yourself." The Emperor deliberately provoked her. "I don't allow you to say that about him, wuwu..."

The Emperor suddenly had an extremely evil idea in his heart and took out the silver heavenly book.

The silver ancient book made of special materials was quite heavy to acquire. The Emperor smiled and said, "You should be familiar with this."

Yang Yi was stunned. In the past, Zhang Lin proudly walked the world, how could she not recognize this "Book of Origin".Thinking that Zhang Lin has been wiped out at this moment, it is even more heartbroken.

"Let Zhang Tianshi be a good witness." The Emperor sneered and placed the Yuan Tianshu beside his pillow. The war started again. It was a sleepless night...

For a long time after that, the Heavenly Prince did not go out and practiced at home with peace of mind. The relationship between the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar and him became even closer, and with the help of the Ancestor King, it left an indelible mark.

Of course, besides practicing, he also did not forget to take time to accompany many beauties. Cultivation is not just meditating and practicing, nor is it looking for trouble and fighting everywhere, as haste often makes waste.

During this period of time, he frequently had "night meetings" with Yang Yi, and Yang Yi gradually became resigned to her fate, as if she had accepted her situation like a canary in a cage.

A few small pieces of news came out of the outside world, and the ancient holy body Ye Fan reappeared in the world, a dragon and a tiger.He didn't know where he got a great opportunity, repaired his Dao injury, and went one step further, initially showing the supreme grace of the ancient holy body.

On the other hand, there are several young prodigies from Zhongzhou who have entered the Eastern Wasteland to gain experience. They are all inherited from the ancient king body, the Pluto, the Feathered King, the Twin King...

For a while, the Eastern Wilderness Cultivation World became lively again.

Of course, the most important news is that the crazy old man blocked the gate of the ancient royal family. Wei Yi, the reclusive master of Tianxuan Shifang, reappeared in the world and fought a fierce battle with the great sage of the ancient clan. Although he was not dead or alive, it was enough to shock the world.

This matter made many ancestor kings frown, the human race is not as weak as it seems, and there are unworldly masters hidden in the world, the ancient people secretly reminded themselves.

After that day, Concubine Xue never went out again and went into seclusion.The Emperor knew that she was seeking a breakthrough and ordered people not to disturb her. Anyway, as long as she existed, she would be a great deterrent.

At midnight, in the Miaoyu Temple, the Emperor stood up and thought carefully about the difficulties he would face in the future and the opponents he would encounter.

"Did you still go to that place?" An Miaoyi said resentfully.

"Yeah, but I'm back in good health." The Emperor smiled calmly.He reached out and made a move, and a simple pottery cover came out of his body. There was a grimace mark on it that seemed to be crying or laughing, and there was a mysterious aura flowing around it.

"Did you really succeed?" An Miaoyi was also shocked and covered her mouth with her hand.

"However, this jar is indeed very unusual. After I got it, I often had some strange dreams." The Emperor mused.

Those pictures were incoherent and intermittent. After a long time, I finally pieced together a rough idea.That was the childhood of the ruthless emperor, who was accompanied by a "big brother" who had a holy body. Later, the "big brother" was taken away by people from the Yuhua Dynasty, and his blood was sacrificed to the Immortal Cauldron.

It is precisely because of this obsession and talent against the sky that the empress has achieved the later throne of Godlessness.If he takes this imperial weapon, he will be implicated in her karma, and his future will be unpredictable.

However, he did not intend to retreat, not to mention the doubts about whether Ye Fan was her brother. If the practitioner was timid, he would not be able to achieve any Taoist results.

(End of this chapter)