Diary of the Female Emperor

"For fifty million years, I am back again."

On the top of the snow-capped Nanling Mountains, a young man in a black brocade dress stood with his hands indifferent, with a pair of unpredictable eyes, giving the impression of ruthlessness, but he also had the domineering look of the world.

Fifty million years ago, when he traveled to the fantasy world, he started from here and finally reached the top with a physique inferior to the ordinary body.

He went to the burial ground, crossed the relics, traveled all over the nine heavens and ten places, slaughtered the immortals and destroyed the gods, defeating all the arrogances.

He was titled and buried the Emperor of Heaven, beheading all the immortal emperors before him, and erasing the mark of Dao, so that all the latecomers stopped in the realm of the immortal emperor.

He re-established the heavenly court, blocking countless dark turmoil, no one before, no one after, covering the sky with his fingers, and arbitrarily forever.

Now, he has been in hermit for five million years, and he has revisited the old place, and he can't help feeling a lot.

"Tattoo..."

On the top of the empty and lonely snow-capped mountain, there was a sudden faint footsteps, interrupting the Tiantian Emperor's thoughts, making him unable to follow his reputation.

What catches the eye is a petite little loli who is only about three years old, wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket, her red lips are purple with cold, her small fist is tightly clenched, the perseverance in her eyes makes the Emperor Buried couldn't help it. Moving content.

Obviously, this little loli did not expect that there would be a living person on the top of Nanling Snow Mountain, which was covered with snow all year round.

At this moment, a snow wave of several thousand meters high swept up, covering the sky and the sun. Little Lolita couldn't help shaking more severely, but did not close her eyes like ordinary people, but stared directly at the snow. Lang, his eyes are full of stubbornness.

Unexpectedly, it was so terrifying, as if the snow wave was about to destroy the world, in front of this black-clothed man, his fingers were wiped out in smoke, and he couldn't help showing his cute expression again.

The Emperor Buried smiled slightly, the coldness in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and said with a smile: "Little guy, what is your name?"

Little Lolita hobbled up and said crisply: "I'm Ruan Ren, thank you for saving my life."

"Cruel? You are a girl, why do you use this name?"

"Because in this world, the weak eat the strong, only ruthless people can survive!"

The Emperor Buried was moved again, and he could clearly see that this little girl had nothing strange, not an extraordinary physique, let alone reincarnation of a strong person, and what drastic changes had gone through to make her have such an impression of this world.

After a little silence, Emperor Buried asked again: "Then what do you do on the top of the snow mountain, it is very dangerous here."

Little Lolita said: "I heard the old man at the foot of the mountain say that there is a snow lotus on the snow mountain. If you eat it, you can gain powerful power, and you don't have to be afraid of being bullied."

"Then did you find it?"

Little Lori shook her head, her face was dim, she spread out a palm, and whispered: "I only found this."

The Emperor Buried glanced at it and saw that in the center of the little palm of his hand, there was a white snow lotus seed, crystal clear, just like the eyes of little Lolita.

The palm of his hand was frozen, and his fingertips were faintly cyan, shaking slightly in the wind and snow.

The Emperor Buried only felt that the softest place in his heart had been touched, he could not help but raised his hand to hold the cold little hand, conveying the past warmth, and whispered: "Do you have family?"

Little Lori shook her head again, but she couldn't help showing a ruddy color on her face. She didn't know if she was warm or not used to being so close.

The Emperor Funeral sighed slightly, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice, "From today onwards, you will be my Funeral... Zhang Tian's daughter."

Little Lori was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to react. Two groups of joyful tears filled her eyes, and she nodded firmly, holding the young man's palm instead.

In this way, Zhang Tian's big hand held the ruthless little hand, step by step down the snow-capped mountains, and began their journey.

one year later.

"Xiao Nun, this is your second sister, because I found it in the flowers on a rainy night, so call her Yuxin. You must protect her from now on."

The ruthless little Lori stared at the baby in her swaddle, nodded heavily.

Three years later.

"Little girl, this is your third sister, her name is Ziyan."

"Why doesn't it look like a human? Because she is a dragon, Taixu Ancient Dragon... Emperor."

Ruthless little Lori looked at the "lizard" held by Zhang Tianyi, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with scrutiny, and she finally reluctantly recognized this sister.

Ten years later, Yandu City.

In the middle of the capital city, there is a sea of ​​people, and a dozen huge platforms are lined up in the middle of the open fields. On each platform are two crystal pillars, exuding dazzling brilliance.

Today is the day of the election of the sect of the Black Mountain region once every ten years. As early as a month ago, the major cities of the Black Mountain region started the pre-selection competition. All school-age teenagers in the capital competed fairly and grabbed the entry order of the major sects. brand.

Today's election is also known as the "Yue Longmen". All youngsters who are promoted must take the tokens they have to go to the corresponding sect to test their talents. If you have a good talent and aptitude, you will be directly promoted to a true disciple or core disciple, stepping across the dragon gate. If your aptitude is not good, you can only become an outer disciple or even a handyman disciple, and you will never get ahead in your life.

Therefore, the importance of this formal election is not at all under the pre-selection. The combination of the two can almost determine the future achievements of a teenager.

Among all the sect platforms, the most conspicuous is naturally the platform of Liuyunzong, the largest sect in the Black Mountain Region, occupying the very central position, as if it were the head of thousands of sects. Even the dignified city lord of Yandu City had to sit with his respectful face under the head of the true biography of Liuyunzong.

"Look, Zhang Ruan is on stage!"

With one word, the entire venue was silent for an instant, and everyone focused on the girl standing like a pine on the Liuyunzong test platform.

A single ponytail, a washed, whitish practice clothes, set off the slim figure, that flawless jade face, which is by no means what any word in the world can describe, it is the ruthless little Lolita who has reached the cardamom age. A ruthless person.

She was also the first place in the sect pre-selection, defeating all Tianjiao, and with undisputed strength, she won the entry token of Flowing Cloud Sect.

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