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Chapter 2355 Fang Zhongyong's life is not long

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    Luo Yun was stunned by the breath that suddenly gushed out from Prince Qian's secret room.

    The laws of heaven and earth in the entire sleeping hall began to twist violently, things will not be objects, scenes will not be seen, everything is on the verge of collapse at any time, including Luo Yun's physical body.

    "Xuanxian!"

    "How is it possible for a Xuanxian who involves the power of law? How can there be a Xuanxian hidden in a mere secular palace?"

    There was a creaking sound between Luo Yun's bones, as if they were about to break.

    However, he immediately transferred Sangsang's cultivation base, the cultivation base of the fifth-rank fairy, and barely blocked the momentum of the visitor.

    "Lingxian?"

    "At such a young age, you actually possess the cultivation base of a fifth-rank Xuanxian. What sect and sect are you a disciple of?"

    The person who came was a handsome man in a black robe. He walked out of the secret room, his whole body was filled with demonic aura, and the evil aura was overwhelming. He was clearly a demonic cultivator.

    "Xiuzhi, are you okay?"

    A robe covered Meng Xiuzhi's body, and the voice of the handsome man in black robe suddenly became gentle: "I just left the customs, what happened here?"

    "Brother Fang, let him go"

    Meng Xiuzhi recounted what happened just now.

    "What?"

    "The bastard of Qian Wang's mansion, how dare you bully you! Damn it, I'm going to skin him, and he will be ashes!"

    The handsome man in black robe suddenly became irritable and bloodthirsty again, and then the demon energy filled the sky, Luo Yun was relieved.

    "You go!"

    "You saved Xiuzhi and offended him. I, Immortal Demon Lord, will spare your life today. However, I must erase your memory to prevent you from revealing my hiding place."

    Immortal Demon Lord!

    Luo Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and before the handsome man in black robe could make a move, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait! Mr. Fang, you can't touch me!"

    "Tell me, are you the grandson of the elder of the immortal sect, or the heir to the sect head, a peerless genius?"

    "Hmph, I've killed too many people like you."

    There was a deep boredom in the voice of the handsome man in black robe.

    "Cross the stars and weave dreams."

    Luo Yun suddenly spit out four words, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know Mr. Fang, have you heard of these two names?"

    "Shua!"

    The pupils of the handsome man in black robe shrank sharply, and the monstrous devilish energy gushed out again, sealing off the entire bedroom: "Fuxing, Zhimeng, where are they? You are not passing by, you are here to find me!"

    "What?"

    Meng Xiuzhi's eyes were startled, and she knew that things were not that simple.

    "Let me introduce myself again. My surname is Luo, my first name is Yun, and my style name is Tian Ce. I am a disciple of Taiyi Sect."

    Luo Yun laughed.

    "Luo Yun Such a familiar name Wait, Luo Yun? It's you who wrote the wine!"

    The face of the handsome man in black robe changed in shock.

    When Meng Xiuzhi beside him heard the words "will enter the wine", his expression also changed drastically.

    "That's a poem that appeared in my dream, I just moved it to reality."

    Luo Yun smiled modestly, then waved his sleeve robe: "By the way, Zhimeng, come out and meet your master."

    "What!?"

    When the handsome man in black robe heard the word Zhimeng, his expression was shocked.

    The next second, he saw a sleeping succubus girl appearing on the bedroom carpet, with her head resting on her hands, sleeping soundly.

    ""

    Luo Yun smiled wryly.

    Before he traded with Gu Qiong and Yan Chenyu, he blocked the sight of the little succubus, this girl must not be able to see anything, she felt bored, so she fell into a deep sleep.

    "Weaving dreams!"

    The handsome man in black robe trembled and shouted

    "MasterMaster? Brother Luo?"

    The little succubus woke up from her sleep, rubbed her sleepy eyes: "I am I dreaming? Master, you are you the master?"

    "Zhimeng, you are fine, that's great."

    The handsome man in black robe helped her up from the ground, his eyes were red, and he looked at Luo Yun again.

    "Zhimeng, why are you with this little brother Luo? Didn't I tell you to go to the seventieth floor of the Demon Pit, the burial place of Immortal Dasheng?"

    It was only then that the little succubus came to her senses, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Master! I finally found you, woo woo woo that's great! Master, you're fine!"

    "Weaving dreams."

    The handsome man in black robe stroked her red hair, with a loving expression on his face: "I'm sorry, it's the master who didn't?, made you suffer.  "

    The little succubus raised tears and said in disbelief, "Youyou are really my master Fang Zhongyong, is this really not a dream?"

    The handsome man in black robe smiled: "It's not a dream, I'm Fang Zhongyong."

    The little succubus wanted to cry again, but Meng Xiuzhi, the wife of the palace, stepped in and walked over with a bad expression: "Brother Fang, who is she?"

    Luo Yun saw a hint of hostility in this woman's eyes.

    Hehe, Fang Zhongyong, the Immortal Demon Lord, seems to be very romantic.

    "Embroidered, it's like this"

    Fang Zhongyong immediately explained the matter.

    It turned out that Meng Xiuzhi was his childhood sweetheart. After he escaped from the Eternal Demon Pit, he was in a panic and remembered that there was such a young girl, so he came to Aolai Country to join him.

    Finally, he looked at Luo Yun: "Dongsheng Shenzhou is so big, I didn't expect that I would reunite with Zhimeng so soon, little brother Luo, I, Fang Zhongyong, owe you a favor."

    "No, I have obtained the legacy of Immortal Dasheng, so I can take people's money to eliminate disasters."

    Luo Yun smiled and said: "And Mr. Fang's name is like thunder, I have long wanted to make friends."

    "Little brother, I'm joking. I'm just a lost dog now. Where can I get a name?"

    Fang Zhongyong shook his head: "Besides, I won't live for a few years"

    "Brother Fang!"

    "Owner!"

    Both Meng Xiuzhi and the little succubus were very worried.

    "In order to escape from the Eternal Demon Pit, I burned more than nine yuan of life, and I can live for a hundred years at most."

    "One hundred years, no matter how talented Fang Zhongyong is, it is impossible for him to break through to the Earth Immortal within a hundred years."

    Fang Zhongyong looked up to the sky and sighed.

    Luo Yun used the small peeking technique to see that Fang Zhongyong's current cultivation was a third-rank or fourth-rank Xuanxian, and he was seriously injured, so he was indeed dead.

    Unless in the remaining days, his luck is against the sky and he encounters many adventures, it is possible to break through the earth immortal within a hundred years.

    "Brother Fang, let me accompany you in the days to come."

    Meng Xiuzhi held Fang Zhongyong's hand and wept into tears.

    "In these years, although I married into Qian Wangfu, there was not a day when I didn't miss you. When I knew that you were persecuted to death by Qiankun Academy, I shed all my tears;  Worrying about you."

    "I didn't expect that God treated me kindly and sent you back to me This time, we will never be separated again, okay?"

    The woman caressed Fang Zhongyong's face, and the latter nodded with a smile.

    Seeing this scene, the little succubus instinctively wanted to bless her master, but when she thought that her master would not even be alive for a hundred years, she shed tears again.

    "Zhimeng, don't cry."

    Fang Zhongyong turned his head and said with a smile: "Actually, a hundred years is a long time for ordinary people. If you make good use of it, you can do many meaningful things."

    The little succubus couldn't stop crying: "But master I I still feel that a hundred years is too short" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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