Sister, stay away from me

Wang Huai sorted out the testimonials and found that Yue Ling's poor reputation was partly because of her temperament.

But on the other hand, it is also related to these false rumors.

It seemed that there was an inexplicable force secretly slandering Yue Ling, which caused her reputation to continue to decline.

"I feel like there's something shady about it. But let's put this matter aside for now. I'm curious about something. Yue Ling, how did you fight back with seven hits?"

"Everyone says they are too weak." Yue Ling protested dissatisfied.

"That's because you are too strong." Another monk said sullenly, "You are number one in the killing list in the Imperial Object Realm. If you rise to the Mana Realm, you will definitely be the first in the killing list in the Mana Realm."

"That's right, the Bronze Sword is said to be able to defeat ten thousand spells with one sword. No matter how powerful a spell is, it can be done with one sword in front of you."

"The speed is so fast, it is said that it is second only to Liuliguang, and its killing ability is terrifying. Anyone who is seen by you will be instantly killed with a sword."

"Really, am I so amazing?" Yue Ling asked excitedly.

Wang Huai thought about what everyone said and felt that these evaluations were credible.

The bronze sword should be a strange thing of the fourth level of innateness. After absorbing it, it even gave Yue Ling a dark black fate, making him die at the age of 16.

The greater the price, the greater the ability. With such a price, it is not surprising that the terrible killing ability is exchanged.

It seemed that I usually cared too little about Yue Ling.

She is a useful senior sister.

Whether it's her destiny or her strange item, Yue Ling is definitely the one with the strongest potential among the many senior sisters.

With a slight smile, Wang Huai felt that the success rate of this trip to northern Xinjiang was getting higher and higher.

Waving interrupted other people's discussion, Wang Huai said to everyone: "I will give you a choice, whether to choose money or to choose contribution."

Seeing the bank note that Wang Huai took out, the monks present all breathed heavily.

Monks are poor.

Anyone who gets the money will be robbed, but the premise is that there is a chance to touch the money.

And as long as the money is spent quickly, then there is generally no problem.

As long as I spend money fast enough, Jie can't catch up with me!

A monk swallowed his saliva and asked, "What about the money, what about the contribution?"

"If you choose to contribute, just leave here. I won't interfere. But judging from the fact that you were easily captured by the disciples of Dihentian, your strength is not very good."

The captured monk's face flushed with anger, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Yue Ling looked at Wang Huai suspiciously, feeling that his junior brother was not such a mean person.

And Wang Huai squeezed Yue Ling's hand.

After being together for so many days, Yue Ling had developed a deep understanding with Wang Huai, and immediately understood what Wang Huai meant.

Wang Huailai came to play the white face, and Yue Ling came to play the red face.

After understanding what Wang Huai meant, Yue Ling immediately said: "Junior sister, you are going too far. The northern border is weird, we almost fell here, how can you say that."

Yue Ling's pioneering made everyone's complexions a lot better, and they felt that this Yue Ling was not as hateful as in the legend.

After pondering Wang Huai's intentions, Yue Ling continued: "My junior sister can't speak, she actually wants to say that it's too dangerous for us to separate, so it's better to act together. But my junior sister needs to contribute, so can we let everyone give up contributing? We compensate with money."

Yue Ling's words eased the atmosphere a lot.

They got together to discuss for a while, and then sent a representative to say: "Yes, we give up the mission, but we will not leave the northern border, but to assist you. The money is forgotten, the grace of saving lives, talking about money is too vulgar."

"One yard is one yard, the money still has to be given, there is no need to refuse."

All the monks burst into tears, feeling that this Yue Ling was not some kind of great demon king, but a legendary good man.

After agreeing on the details of the cooperation, Yue Ling asked the group of people to rest, then leaned on Wang Huai's chest and asked, "Junior Sister, what are you doing all this?"

"Help you improve your reputation. When they return to Xianmeng, they will also say a few good words for you."

"I don't need it, I just want to be happy."

"No, you need to."

Finding that Wang Huai had special persistence in this matter, Yue Ling did not refuse.

Picking up a piece of dried sweet potato, Yue Ling gnawed it and asked, "Junior Sister, why are you so kind to me? Do you have any plans for me?"

"Well, yes yes."

"Great kindness and great virtue, there is nothing to repay, why don't you promise me with your body."

"You are repaying kindness with revenge!"

"Junior Sister, I'm very sad when you say that, Senior Sister."

Really sad.

But Yue Ling knew that he would not live to be 16 years old, and not long after, this sadness would disappear and he would never remember it again.

At that time, I will also forget about my junior brother and completely bury this feeling.

But by that time, I might fall in love with each other again.

No matter how many times I forget it, this feeling will definitely be revived again, and it will make her feel this throbbing feeling again.

She has this confidence.

Nibbling on the dried sweet potatoes, Yue Ling made himself stick closer to Wang Huai.

On the second day, after the nine monks had rested, the task Wang Huai gave them also arrived.

Their task is very simple, just help prepare.

Dan Qingzi's cultural propaganda is only the first step, the next step is to further create a god, so that Yue Ling is the incarnation of Emperor Hentian deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

What can the incarnation of Di Hentian do?

He can change the color of the world, collapse the mountains, change the course of the river, and make the pasture plump forever.

Then, what Wang Huai has to do is to let these miracles be confirmed one by one, so that Yue Lingzhong can follow the path that Di Hentian walked.

After seeing that Yue Ling's Mandate had reached -30, that is, the level at which words could be followed, Wang Huai understood that the time was almost up.

Difficulty level -30, coupled with the assistance of his own fate, Yue Ling now has the influence of speaking skills in northern Xinjiang.

Accompanied by Wang Huai, Yue Ling finally left her hut and went outside.

Outside, tens of thousands of people from northern Xinjiang gathered together, shouting the name of Emperor Hentian, and dedicating their beliefs to this incarnation.

Although he was a little surprised to see so many people, Yue Ling still felt a different kind of emotion when he knew that they were pressing him for debts.

But she was still a little worried, and couldn't help but pulled Wang Huai and asked, "Junior Sister, are you sure you can do it? Let's get some money earlier and run away. I'm worried that I won't be able to handle it with such a big brat."

"Believe in yourself, you can do it. After you finish this bowl of chicken soup, you'll be fine."

"Your chicken soup is rotten, you give it back to me, do you have any conscience?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Just smile. Follow the script."

Yue Ling had no choice but to stop talking and just smiled quietly.

She now wears the traditional long gown of northern Xinjiang, which is an heirloom of the patriarch of a large local family.

When he learned that Yue Ling lacked a robe, the patriarch immediately donated the robe, and because Yue Ling accepted it, he burst into tears and chanted the name of Emperor Hentian.

The power of faith can be scary sometimes.

Wearing a robe, a strong bow, and long hair braided into a ponytail, Yue Ling showed a smooth neck. The smile obtained after hard practice was full of divinity and mystery, as holy as a goddess.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yue Ling followed Wang Huai's instructions and shouted loudly: "Today, I will show a miracle."

Although he didn't quite believe it would be successful, Yue Ling felt that Wang Huai would not be aimless, and the other party must have his own considerations.

This feeling is completely intuition, but Yue Ling believes in his own vision.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yue Lingyao pointed to a high mountain not far away, and shouted loudly: "Mountain, destroy it!"

Everyone immediately looked over and found that the mountain hadn't changed in any way.

Yue Ling, who was pointing at the high mountain in the distance, felt a little embarrassed, but still bit the bullet and shouted: "Mountain, destroy it."

Still no movement.

The crowd began to whisper, and some people began to question Yue Ling's existence.

Just when the discussion sounded and everyone's eyes began to be unfriendly, a thunder sounded, making the earth tremble.

Everyone quickly looked towards the mountain, and they were horrified to find that there was thick smoke billowing from the top of the mountain, and red lava erupted from the crater.

Chapter 19 Blackmailing the True Monarch

, Sister, stay away from me!

Yue Ling had thought of packaging Wang Huai as a singer before, and then went around to make money.

However, this dream ended because of the other party's non-cooperation, and then he repaid it by being promoted to the altar.

It can only be said that the law of heaven is reincarnated, and retribution is not good.

"Sister is popular!" In the spacious and luxurious lounge, Yue Ling leaned on Wang Huai's arms and shouted in disbelief, "Why is sister so popular here!"

"Stop talking nonsense, there will be another performance next." Wang Huai flipped through the arrangement and said.

Because Yue Ling continued to perform miracles of Emperor Hentian's incarnation, her reputation in northern Xinjiang continued to increase.

Fiction is just fiction, and miracles are real evidence.

Now, it's not just Di Hentian's waist, Di Hentian's large intestine, Di Hentian's small intestine, Di Hentian's eyes... These believers who worship different parts of Di Hentian have gathered at the place where Yue Ling is. After seeing the miracle, he completely became a believer of Yue Ling.

And because of the rise in prestige, Yue Ling's life difficulty in northern Xinjiang has been reduced to -50.

-50 is already the most extreme level.

In this case, Yue Ling is the son of destiny in Beijiang. As long as she has a thought, the reality of Beijiang will be distorted to a certain extent.

To say she was a god would be an exaggeration.

But in some ways, she is better than a god.

The gods still need to pay attention to gifts and their own rules, but Yue Ling completely ignores these conditions, as long as it is fun.

"So, junior sister, why do you make me so popular? Also, you really didn't do anything. Why do I feel that whatever I say recently will come true, so I dare not speak casually. "

"It's just a coincidence." Wang Huai said indifferently.

"Accidental? You call this a coincidence!"

Dragging Wang Huai to the window, Yue Ling said, "I want to rain honey."

In the clear sky of northern Xinjiang, there was an eight-level gust of wind in an instant, and golden honey fell from the sky, making the

"The miracle has appeared again!"

"Praise the almighty Emperor Hentian!"

After closing the window, Yue Ling looked at Wang Huai fiercely: "Be honest, junior sister, what did you do?"

"It's just by accident."

"Where did that honest and lovely little junior sister go?"

"I may not always be honest, but I must always be cute."

"Don't show off to me at this time! Forget it, don't worry about it, just tell me what you want to do?"

"Well, it's almost time to do the math. They should come too."

"Who's coming?"

As soon as the voice fell, four bolts of lightning appeared in the room out of thin air.

Everyone who came here was surrounded by lightning, and it seemed to be composed of lightning, not a real entity.

Seeing these four people, Yue Ling felt his hairs stand on end, and keenly felt that the other party was not on the same level as himself.

"This is... Yin God? All four of you are True Monarchs!"

"The correct way to say it is the incarnation of Emperor Hentian." One of the males who looked as majestic as a lion said, "The cultivation system in Northern Xinjiang is different from that of Dazhou. This is the blessing of Emperor Hentian, so that one can reach the level of the Yin God. There are not many people who can receive such a blessing, we count as four, and Wu Ri counts as half."